Please Don’t Tell – East Village, New York City

Last Winter, Fork My Piehole took a trip to the concrete jungle that is New York City.  We’ve both been to NYC before but, as we’d already done most of the touristy bits, this time we had the pure aim of consuming as many goodies as we possibly could.  We’d heard of Please Don’t Tell from friends and online and it was a definite ‘need to visit’ on our list.

This is a non-reservation bar and quite exclusive; we had to call for a table non-stop for a good ten minutes to get through the phone lines. We’d tried the previous day with no joy – we did call a bit later (you have to call when they open at 3pm), so learned our lesson and set an alarm to remind us to book – and having limited time in NYC this was our last chance! Luckily we got through and booked a table. So, as it would make sense, we made our way to the East Village for our slot at 9pm.

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Schwartz’s Deli – Trocadero, Paris

We were loitering around the Trocadero Gardens having a little look at the Eiffel Tower and watching some skateboarders do their thing and at some point hunger approached us. I had a quick google and Schwartz’s Deli popped up….checked out the website and the menu looked pretty HAWT so knew we had to go.

A lot of restaurants in Paris work in an ‘open for lunch, have a break then open for dinner later on’ kind of way and this one was no exception so we had to wait a dreaded half hour until the place opened at seven.  We’d had a look through the window though and the interior was pretty pleasing – done up in an American New York diner style without being too tacky and over the top.   There were lots of pin up girls on the walls – which I approve of – celebrity mug shots, old magazine covers and some Elvis thrown in. Bingo bango.

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Shake Shack – Upper West Side, New York City

Today, children, I am going to tell you about a burger that passed my lips in a city you may have heard of – New York AKA The Big Apple.

I was strolling down past central park, had just visited a very heavily policed car boot sale (NY has a ton of cops all standing around looking casual) and ended up meandering around just checking out what was what. But then. Hunger strook. Er…yeah. A Shake Shack was in the distance. This didn’t overly please me, I will admit.

I’ve had Shake Shack before in the UK and it didn’t blow me away. People bang on about it like it’s the second coming of jebus but really it was just a burger for me. But I thought hey, let’s give it a crack. THIS IS AMURKUH! And I was pleased I did. This location was, in fact, the second ever Shake Shack to open and it has welcomed folk through the door since 2008.  For reference, the address is 366 Columbus Ave and we sat in the conservatory bit so we could people watch and see the park.

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